He, in his maleness;
He, in skin so pale;
Lanky, looking frail.
More beautiful and fantastic then I.
Chestnut hair, curling over the body.
Muscles, sculpted by all the pains of time.
I must gaze in wonder at the achievements he has made,
I must be in awe of the roles in life he has played.
Mountains, crevices, oceans, and sky;
All reflected back to me within his eyes.
Strong hands, making and breaking the earth.
Taming it, for all humanities use.
Clever hands, swaddling babies and creating art so fine.
To some, his form considered ungainly.
To some, so is mine.
Author notes
I really think this needs to be longer, but I can't find the words.
Maybe later, hmm?
A contest entry
- Male Nude: Does It Offend You? by LilyAngel.
650 points, ended May 2, 2008, 9 entries
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
Mistakes? Improvements that need to be made? Tips and tricks? I'd like some advice please.
Comments
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very good attempt. there is still time to elaborate if you feel like. thanks for entering.
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Well done
this poem was short but yet it was rather good. I like your message, and i liked how it ended, good poem,good poem. kudossss.
-Tyleah-
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Thank you so much for the applause and the comment! I'm glad to know that it was still readable even if it was short!
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